The library looked as it had always had: dim, cavernous, achingly beautiful in its ancient stone architecture and endless corridors lined with books. And totally silent.
The creature took Aelin's face in its hands, and her sword thudded to the ground, forgotten.Rowan was screaming as the creature pulled her into its arms. As she stopped fighting. As her flames winked...
The amethyst in her ring glowed in the firelight. It was a gift.From whom?That's none of your concern.He shrugged, though she knew betterthan to tell him who'd really given it to her - rather, she kne...
The Queen of Terrasen was in a fighting pit in the slums of Rifthold.
The Queen of Flame and Shadow, the Heir of Fire, Aelin of the Wildfire, Fireheart . . .She burned through each title, even as she became them, became what those foreign ambassadors had hissed when the...
Stars flickered around us, sweet darkness sweeping in. As if we were the only souls in a galaxy.
So Rhys went against orders, and marched in his whole legion to get Myriam out. For his friend, for my lover- and for that bastard Drakon's sake. Rhys sacrificed his legion in the process, got all of...
She'd awoken that morning feeling . . . clear. The grief and pain were still there, writhing inside her, but for the first time in a long while, she felt as though she could see. As though she could b...
She would tuck Sam into her heart, a bright light for her to take out whenever things were darkest. And then she would remember how it had felt to be loved, when the world had held nothing but possibi...
She would not break.And someday… someday,even if it took her until her last breath, she’d find out who had done this to her. Celaena wiped away her tears as the wagon entered the shade of the tunnel t...
She had looked at that cottage with hope; I had looked at it with nothing but hatred. And I knew which one of us had been stronger.
Rowan was watching Chaol as if he might be dinner.
Rowan beheld all Aelin was and is, and he was not afraid.
Rhys squeezed my hand as he looked to me at last. And if I had not met my mate ... His words failed him as silver lined his eyes. He said down the bond, *I would have waited five hundred more years fo...
Remind me tomorrow to tell you how charming you are.
My goal was bigger than revenge. My purpose greater than personal retribution.
My goal was bigger than revenge. My purpose greater than personal retribution. Dawn
I wonder if the gods have weighed the costs of that storm. And deemed the casualties worth it.
Hoped that an assassin’s jewel would pay for a healer’s education.
His words were coated with glorious boredom